for you, prudence:
My finger leaves a clean streak on the mirror as I run it down in a dejected exhale bearing the wounds of collected rejection and failed hellos of a self imposed bow. I cant even look myself in the eyes anymore as they cross me with a constant stabbing word and a lingering scent of every day that went by without leaving...
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My finger leaves a clean streak on the mirror as I run it down in a dejected exhale bearing the wounds of collected rejection and failed hellos of a self imposed bow. I cant even look myself in the eyes anymore as they cross me with a constant stabbing word and a lingering scent of every day that went by without leaving...
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solisis:
of course Cypher has immunity so he can say anything he wishes in my journal. *snick* correct, buddy?
prudence:
by the way, under 'favorite book,' i had intended to write, "Solisis' 'How To Rock Out With Your Cock Out' series of self-help books," but my preferences wouldn't let me. i hope that doesn't mean i can no longer list an infinite number of favorite books! oh, noooooooo!!
i tried to blink my eyes as the millionth mile passed on this dried, checkered freeway to nowhere. it had occurred to me that I hadn't done so in quite some time. my mind lost in the brush and water-raped painted landscape and my heartbeat almost nonexistant. my fingers wrapped like the torture vice over what's left of the navigational ring affixed to the gauge...
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prudence:
your shrine is complete...
and, thank you again for your comments. i was always under the impression that you didn't like me! not that you HATED me or anything, but...oh, nevermind! i'm just silly. although, you may be a little scared of me now after you stop by the shrine...
and, thank you again for your comments. i was always under the impression that you didn't like me! not that you HATED me or anything, but...oh, nevermind! i'm just silly. although, you may be a little scared of me now after you stop by the shrine...
prudence:
silly goose! the non-rockin' years are the ones before i came into your life, of course!
i, too, must wink...
i, too, must wink...
So I've been watching the moon for almost 7 days now. it hasn't left the center of the sky yet. actually, it hardly reflects light anymore. I've noticed the trees no longer blow in the wind that stopped several months ago. or was it years? i don't know anymore. it's been too long to chart. there hasn't been a soul on the streets even. not...
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suoda:
Ah, the joys of working with a team. I am very sorry to hear you are still in Tucson struggling with life. I admire your efforts and I wish for your swift return daily. If I can't be in SF, someone worthy shall have to be there for me. That's where you come in.
dia:
Don't be so desolute in spirit. And I have no phone service at all to call you with. So call me at work, 4 pm to 2 am, if you want to talk.... which I am sure you do! Your angst needs some channeling.
could you describe for me the perfect hour, minute or second of your stolen and trampled life? that defining moment when you know from this point forward you will never get another chance to seize the opportunity to say a word or take a hand or jump the deck and swim to a far off place you've always wished to be? could you relive in...
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solisis:
no problem agent s-99. I'm stupidly busy and moment by moment watching my desire to live plummit to the core of this evil planet. it never ends.
cypher:
please don't give up, mrSolisis. we are not unlike superheroes, you and i. we must be ever vigilant in our respective quests.
if i should move there, we will be such great girlfriends. we will shop and buy cute clothes and giggle and talk about cute boys. hee hee.
or we will plot our usurping of the planet....
either one is fine.
if i should move there, we will be such great girlfriends. we will shop and buy cute clothes and giggle and talk about cute boys. hee hee.
or we will plot our usurping of the planet....
either one is fine.
In it he speaks not a word to the blind, nor the deaf let him unravel the clues. a patient step over one over two and the trip falls a hair short of misery. i didn't even see him open an eye. not to check if this was the end of the road, dropping thousands of meters less the imaginary infinite to a pit i...
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suoda:
Gosh, Stephanie sure loves you. I have never seen a kid so happy. It must be nice knowing how much you have done for her. You are probably her idol. That's precious.
solisis:
maybe at one point. i haven't seen her in about 2 years. the one who looked up to me most was this boy joel. we played quite often. I would drive him around and let him hit the nitrous button in my car. funny kid. I believe he moved to salt lake city.
The darker the night the better, he always said to himself as he perched the steps overlooking the ruins of his world lost to an unsatisfied existance. It never did rain there. Nor did it snow or hail or issue even the slightest of winds to relieve him of the painted, poorly designed mural of this postcard town, back alley and forgotten by anything remotely...
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joscelyne:
...could this mean --gasp!-- you're on your way home?!? *crosses fingers*
cypher:
that's a damned good question.
where ARE you?
where ARE you?
Aching is he as he rubs his eye a thousand more than the thousand past. A vexation of the norm, as he sees it, and nothing more and nothing less. Emblematic of the filth he nests in by night in his means for a struggle with his own deficiencies. Turmoil, perhaps. Turmoil could serve as a reasonable definition.
It serves as an example to others...
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It serves as an example to others...
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joscelyne:
Did you ever get your weapon? I haven't heard anything from you about it...
cypher:
keep planning said project. exciting.
where the heck have you been, anyhow?
when you swim across the sea, and i do know you can, do you fear the things of the deep?
thems is danger!
where the heck have you been, anyhow?
when you swim across the sea, and i do know you can, do you fear the things of the deep?
thems is danger!
I'm a murderer. killer. heartless, cruel, devoid of emotion and free of compassion for life....
I am the very hand of fate. I am the epitome of inconsiderate destruction....
I ran over a bird today. a finch, likely young in age. it saw the reaper coming. it flinched a second too late. destroyed are its wings and shattered are its hollow bones. loose, the feathers...
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I am the very hand of fate. I am the epitome of inconsiderate destruction....
I ran over a bird today. a finch, likely young in age. it saw the reaper coming. it flinched a second too late. destroyed are its wings and shattered are its hollow bones. loose, the feathers...
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suiciety:
could you feel me dreaming of you?
suiciety:
it was actually rather funny. i thought so.
This is the minute, ladies and gentlemen. The ultimate decision.
Grab the pick and plunge it into the 10 foot deep wall of ice I so callously refer to as routine. Shatter the chains and build new ones. To be one of the court you must prove yourself a knight before you are welcomed to dine with the kings, fat and bloated by the unlimited...
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Grab the pick and plunge it into the 10 foot deep wall of ice I so callously refer to as routine. Shatter the chains and build new ones. To be one of the court you must prove yourself a knight before you are welcomed to dine with the kings, fat and bloated by the unlimited...
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assface:
mmm yea. oh pick up that cinnamon baby.
joscelyne:
ok what's wrong with that pic? did I miss one before it? not fair, I say. if i weren't so distracted i'd probably be throwing a tantrum right now, here, on the floor, beating my fists away and kicking and screaming. if there was another pic, I missed it. but i like this one.
I'm sorry mamma
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm comin' out the closet
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm comin' out the closet
cypher:
needs new profile pic. you will comply. the ladies like a little variety. you have been distant. you plot my death.
dia:
You could say abracadabra and make my phone ring.